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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Trusted
The Trusted
Performer
Finlay Cunningham
Finlay Cunningham
Bass Guitar
David Batchelor
David Batchelor
Drums
Dale Holt Mead
Dale Holt Mead
Guitar
Thomas Cunningham
Thomas Cunningham
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Cunningham
Thomas Cunningham
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rees Broomfield
Rees Broomfield
Producer

Lyrics

Why am I always high?
Is it because I'm always alone
Everything's been amplified
I'm waiting at the telephone
I was nailed down
After bending all my promises
The cannibals have stolen the hill
I tried to come around
After drinking in the morning
Propel me with your propane pills
I am on overdrive
It's no fun
It's no fun
I am overdrive
I need someone
To turn me on
Can't switch off
Try and find an exit
Please don't squeeze
Yourself to death
And wash up on a battered beach
I wanna be transcendent
But i'm stuck inside my head
I'm facedown in a river of bleach
I am on overdrive
It's no fun
It's no fun
I am overdrive
I need someone
To turn me on
No
Ventriloquists and objectivists
Try and play god with plastic sticks
You're behind the glass
You were bruised by bricks
And tragic love
It's all just daylight robbery
I can't take this one way entropy
All our dreams are fuelled by envy
And weightless luck
I am on overdrive
It's no fun
It's no fun
I am overdrive
I need someone
To turn me on
Turn me on
I am on overdrive
(It's always been like this)
It's no fun
It's no fun
I am overdrive
I need someone
To turn me on
Can't switch off
Propel me with your propane pills
Written by: Thomas Cunningham
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